I had just come home from work, and Marina was already there. My sweet girl jumped up to me with a smile right in the hallway. A delightful white tank top exposed her toned tummy and the lower part of her breasts, and short denim shorts emphasized her elastic half-buttocks.
- Dad, let's kiss! - suggested Marinochka, putting her palms on my shoulders. Just this morning Marisha was choking on my cock, slurping and snorting in the most depraved way, and now she, in the guise of an innocent little angel, was offering to kiss. I was always delighted by such a change of roles, and now my cock almost immediately bulged out of my trousers. Marina did not miss this detail.
- Paaap, what are you doing, that's indecent! - she exclaimed, blushing and covering her mouth with her hand. This fantastic ability of girls to play the role of untouchables sometimes turned me on so much that my cock erupted right into my pants. This time I tried to restrain myself, looking away from Marisha's firm tits, which were barely hidden by her top.
- I'm sorry, daughter, I didn't mean to scare you! - I muttered guiltily.
- You scared me! Dad, it's huge! - Marisha looked dumbfoundedly right into my crotch, as if hypnotized.
- Oh, my dear, I just really like you, that's why he...Behaves like this...
- Could you... Well, cover it with your palm while we kiss? It's somehow wrong - you're my dad, you can't do that... - the daughter licked her lips nervously.
I obediently put my hand on my crotch. Marinochka beamed and, standing on tiptoe, rushed to hug me. I felt with pleasure how she pressed herself against me, how her tits rubbed against my shirt, and her lips were about to touch mine. My daughter's gentle, hot breath filled me with aching joy. My other hand, not busy hiding my erection, involuntarily began to wander along my daughter's back, trying to touch her hips.
- Dad! We agreed! Only hugs and kisses, no touching my butt! - Marina looked at me sternly and shook her finger. I immediately quickly moved my hand higher, stroking the very edge of her top, but in no case lifting it up, so as not to inadvertently expose her lovely mounds. Marisha kissed my clean-shaven cheeks, rubbed her nose against my lips and stroked my back with her fingers. I deliberately gave her the initiative, melting in my daughter's gentle caresses and simultaneously kneading the girl's back more and more. I really wanted to rip her top off and take her right there in the hallway, but the rules of the game did not allow this.
Suddenly the girl pulled away, looked at me with a clouded gaze and, sticking out her tongue, licked my face. She went from one cheek to the other and then kissed me on the nose. I felt the moisture on my skin and the burning pleasure.
"You're just like a dog, Marish," I said, smiling.
- Yeah.. Do you want me to do the doggy pose? - She made a cute face, raised her hands like paws, stuck out her tongue and began to breathe noisily, like a dog in the heat. I grabbed my daughter in my arms and dragged her to the girls' bedroom. Marina squealed and struggled, desperately appealing to the rules of decency.
- Let me go, what are you doing? Dad, are you crazy? - I laid the girl down right on the pink blanket and began to cover her indignant face with kisses.
I really enjoyed feeling her tender young body, pressing myself against her, stroking her hair and skin, catching her excited breath. The ambience of the room added to the thrill - although the girls had already finished school a year ago, they still loved soft toys and cartoons. There were posters of Disney characters on the walls, and a huge teddy bear at the head of the bed with a heart in its paws seemed to be looking straight at us. I immediately remembered a photo with another bear, smaller, which Marina had recently posted on social networks.
While I was stroking her tummy and shoulders, my daughter was not too actively indignant, but as soon as my hand touched her delicious boobs, Marina's small palms pushed me away. Reeling back, the girl crawled towards the bear, into his wide embrace.
- Dad, here you go again? We discussed this - no perversions! - Marinochka pursed her lips and covered her chest with her bear paws.
I couldn't help but smile at my daughter's gesture. The morning sex was still fresh in my memory, when completely naked Marisha was jumping on my cock, swinging her breasts and making delightful squeals when the cock entered her pussy entirely. And now - what a delight! - in front of me there was like a different person, a cute, shy, touchy girl who excites beyond measure with just kisses and touches.
- Are these perversions? We were talking about hugs and kisses. Just now I hugged your breasts, nothing more!
- Breasts! - Marina screamed, her cheeks turning red. - And you talk about it so calmly! Maniac! - She threw a pillow at me.
I dodged, crawled up to her and kissed her right on the lips. While we were intertwining our tongues, my hands wandered over my daughter, every now and then trying to get under her top. Marisha moaned sweetly, but did not forget to pull me back if I went too far. In the end, the girl simply put her palms in mine, hoping to fix them so that I could not engage in indecency. I squeezed the hot girlish fingers with pleasure, trying to compensate for the impossibility of caressing Marina's breasts with the closest possible contact of our bodies.
Marisha was shaking with excitement beneath me, I felt it and also felt my cock pulsating in my pants. I was trying my best not to finish before the start.
- Daughter... - I turned away from her hot lips and looked into her bottomless blue eyes.
- Yeeees?.. - Marina exhaled, shaking her chest.
- Do you remember when you said you would show me the doggy pose?
- This one? I already showed it to you, - Marisha freed her palms from my claws and put her hands to her chest, sticking out her tongue again.
- Well... And this one too. But actually I meant... The position on all fours.
- Why is that? - Marisha made a displeased face again and began to twitch under me, trying to free herself.
- Well... I just want to hug your butt.
- The priest? No, dad, that's completely out of the question!
- Please! - I begged. - And some pussy too...
- What?? Dad, do you even understand what you're talking about? This is indecent!
- Well. Then can I at least take off my pants? It's terribly uncomfortable, he's resisting so hard, I can't stand it!
After some indignation, Marina finally accepted my arguments and agreed, but set a condition - the penis should not be visible.
- I'm terribly embarrassed, it's so big! - once again Marisha, her eyes flashing, covered her mouth in embarrassment. I took off my pants and now only my boxer shorts were in the way of my cock. Marinochka covered her eyes with her palm and pressed herself against the headboard of the bed.
"I'm sorry, please, I can't do anything with him," I spread my hands, causing my member to sway left and right.
- Daddy, I really want to continue our hugs and kisses, but this thing... It's like it's looking at me! - Marinochka sighed guiltily. - I need to hide it somewhere.
"Where should I hide her..." and here I stopped short, imagining an option that literally sent shivers down my spine.
"Nowhere..." Marina muttered, almost crying.
- No, there is room! But... You might not agree!
"Why shouldn't I agree?" my daughter looked at me in bewilderment.
- Well, basically, a dick can be hidden in your mouth! - I blurted out, expecting a violent reaction from my daughter. But, contrary to my expectations, the girl was not indignant, but interested, albeit with apprehension. She really wanted to continue hugging.
- And... will this be comfortable for you? - she giggled and looked at me.
"More than," I assured my daughter.
